Showing posts with label Ennyman's Territory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ennyman's Territory. Show all posts

Thursday, September 17, 2026

Throwback Thursday: Chicken Soup for the Ripped Off Person's Soul

ORIGINALLY POSTED ARIL 2008

He blew into town with the media winds at his back, a big smile on his face and the promise of riches for all. His name was Mark Victor Hansen, co-author of the highly successful Chicken Soup series of books. Though it was purportedly a leadership seminar, he was actually promoting his newest book, The One Minute Millionaire. Yes, you can have it all.

The following article first appeared in Duluth's Reader Weekly, November 7, 2002. It was my take on a motivational speaker whom I would tar as a scam artist. But what is motivating me to reprint it here is a statement he made while flapping his gums about the greatness of mankind and what we can achieve if we pull together and put our minds to it. He said one project he was organizing, that would amaze the world, would be painting the Great Wall of China by 2008. He pointed out that the Great Wall was the only man made structure on earth visible from outer space. It would be a huge undertaking to paint this but it would be accomplished because, golly gee whiz, we're so great we can do anything.

Well, I've been waiting. So far, gathering an army of people to paint the Great Wall of China has not yet made the news, and I have a feeling that if Hansen is talking about it at all, it will be something he tells his audiences will happen in 2015. He would likely be surprised that someone in his Duluth audience actually took notes to hold him accountable for what he says.

I realize that some people will feel I'm being harsh when I say these things. Hansen's books have encouraged and entertained a lot of people. Frankly, it could be argued that the money-changers in the Temple in New Testament times were helping people, too.

Anyways, here's my story.... a bit long for blogging, I know. I'll try not to make a habit of it.

CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE RIPPED OFF PERSON’S SOUL
By Ed Newman

In October 2002 I had the privilege of witnessing the most audacious display of shameless hucksterism. In case you missed it, Mark Victor Hansen was in town, guest lecturer for the Leadership Series of The College of St. Scholastica. For those unfamiliar with Mr. Hansen, he is co-author of the spectacularly successful Chicken Soup for the Soul series.

The three hour talk purported to be a success seminar for entrepreneurs and leaders. In actuality, it was little more than a three hour sales pitch a la Simon Sez. Half the audience appeared to be happily under his spell.

Affable and boisterous, he laughed almost continuously. He peppered his remarks with fragments of actual information, though he seldom cited sources and seemed utterly unconcerned about whether any of the pieces hung together.


On one level, the talk was a fast paced jabber of name dropping and braggadocio. If being rich is good because you can help others, being super-rich is even better because you can brag about it. His lifestyle requires him to earn two million dollars a year, he told us. He also let us know how he and his partner Jack Canfield are in the Guinness Book of World Records for the speed at which they produce and sell books.

The guy’s technique was typical of the standard flim flam con artist. How many times did he “almost” tell the price of these books that were supposedly worth $167 dollars? But hold on a second! He told us his signature will be worth more than the price we pay for the books because his good buddy Red Skelton said his autograph is worth eight hundred dollars, and “I’m going to be more famous than Red,” he implied. Do the math. Pay one hundred today, get the guy’s signature because he’s in town, and we walk away more than seven hundred dollars ahead. Plus we get to keep the books!

In twenty years of attending professional seminars, I can’t think of a single one where you pay nearly seventy dollars to attend and get no written materials, no notebook, nothing. That’s because this guy was not interested in giving anything. That would be an expense. The lesson is that to get rich you eliminate expenses and just take the money.

Wait, he did give us something. It was a thirty day tattoo which we could wear to promote his books. Hmmm. (Tap someone on the arm and say, “Got it?”)

Hansen’s fast talking style was straight from the carnival. He made outrageous statements with such rapidity that your mind couldn’t keep up to analyze them. At one point he said that for every one hundred dollars that we sent to his amazing money machine (in the form of buying his books) his organization would send $250 to eliminate third world hunger.

Someone asked why they don’t end poverty here in America first and he mocked her. That’s right. He made a face and belittled her. It was embarrassing and shameful.

He could do that because the crowd was on his side, the side of truth and illumination. But wait, not only was the crowd on his side, God was on his side, too. God wants us all to be shamelessly rich. The Bible says so, Hansen said. Look at Jesus. Why would the first disciple he converted be a tax collector if Jesus didn’t have money? Jesus was rich like Mr. Hansen, right? Jesus needed an accountant. 

BOTTOM LINE
In other words, this whole Leadership event was a big scam. What’s unfortunate is that a lot of innocent believing people are left in the wake of jokers like this, still hurting, confused by what they experienced because much of what he said was not entirely bad. But how do you apply it? The message doesn’t hold up to critical analysis.

In the past I have written about the gullibility of our times and American superficiality. This guy plays it like a master. The more I thought about it, the more stewed I got because a lot of earnest, trusting people paid hard earned cash to be there. 225 paid attendees times $69.... That’s over fifteen thousand dollars for three hours work. No wonder he was laughing continuously.

The next day I was curious how the sponsors of the event felt. Did Marcia Doty feel used because he took some personal information about her and stroked her in front of the whole crowd as part of the pitch he was putting on? Did the other media people feel they had been taken?

That’s how good this guy was. He completely sold out of his books. And everyone seemed happy. That just never happened before, I was told. He’s turning the whole world into One Minute Millionaires. Hallelujah.

In the old days these snake oil salesmen were tarred and feathered.

Ernest Hemingway once wrote, “The writer who laughs all the way to the bank is crying inside.” This guy is laughing all the way to the bank, for sure. And it appears he’s not crying inside, which means he is either (a) not a writer, or (b) absolutely devoid of conscience.

Somehow, I can’t escape the feeling that we were witnesses to a tragedy and didn’t even know it.

POSTSCRIPT
If your thoughts and feelings were similar to those expressed in this article, please email them to ennyman3@gmail.com. If we gather 101 stories, we will publish a book. The profits will be shared with the authors.

Friday, December 23, 2022

Top Stories of 2022 Here at Ennyman's Territory

"On the Threshold"
2022 was a very different year for me. My years of covering the local art scene pretty much ended with the beginning of the pandemic. Three years passed in which I found myself less inclined to hustle, to run around to as many openings as possible, etc. (Most such activity was on hold anyways.) For what it's worth there are a number of new faces in town and a lot of art to see in our galleries and various spaces where artists display their work. Make a New Year's Resolution to check out a few art shows or galleries in 2023.  

Similarly, I wrote less  about Bob Dylan (on my blog) than I have in years past, in part because so many others are providing such thorough commentary on every facet of his never ending career that I don't always have much to add other than a few observations from living near the epicenter of its beginning. On the other hand, I did contribute a few chapters to an upcoming book about Dylan in Minnesota. You'll hear more about this in 2023, I suspect.

A regular reader might have noticed I've lost a few friends this year, precious people whose presence will be missed and who were much respected for their character as well as talents. In life we make such a noise about achievements, but this year it is character that really shines when we finish our race. May your own lamp burn bright with the inner radiance of who you are as you strive to be your best selves in 2023.

A regular reader may also have noticed quite a few references to Nevada Bob Gordon whose memoir I helped edit, revise and get published. Bob's book is titled with tongue-planted-in-cheek, 50 Years with the Wrong Woman. The octogenarian has lived an adventurous and most unusual life by today's standards. You can read more about his book here.

What follows are the top 12 stories, based on pageviews, at Ennyman's Territory in 2022. Afterwards are a few stories that appeared in other publications and that I feel good about having written.

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12.  Insights and Observations from Napoleon Bonaparte: A Baker's Dozen   
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/01/insights-and-observations-from-napoleon.html

11. Paul Metsa Introduces His Upcoming Books and Shares Stories as Duluth Dylan Fest Winds Down
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/05/paul-metsa-introduces-his-upcoming.html

10. Oil Matters: Things to Think About If We Eliminate Oil
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/01/eliminating-oil-will-lead-to.html

9. A Few Comments on the Food Shortages   
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/01/a-few-comments-on-food-shortages.html

8. Story Idea: The Party and Its Aftermath       
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/01/story-idea-party-and-its-aftermath.html

7. Who Killed Davey Browne? Widow Amy Lavelle's Story Brings to Mind Early Dylan Song
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/11/who-killed-davey-browne-widow-amy.html

6. Nevada Bob's Bad Movie Blues       
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/02/nevada-bobs-bad-movie-blues.html  

5. Almost Wordless Wednesday: Photos from Andy & Renee and Hard Rain's Dylanfest 32   
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/06/almost-wordless-wednesday-andy-renees.html

4. Schedule for the 2022 Duluth Dylan Fest: We're Ready To Roll 
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/04/schedule-for-2022-duluth-dylan-fest.html

3. A Dozen Historical Newspaper Clippings about Dylan and the Northland
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/06/a-few-historical-clippings-about-dylan.html

2. Was Subterranean Homesick Blues Written in a Laundromat?
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/05/was-subterranean-homesick-blues-written.html

1. Bob Dylan: Good As I Been To You
https://pioneerproductions.blogspot.com/2022/03/bob-dylan-good-as-i-been-to-you-is-good.html

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Three other articles that I considered especially important were published this year: 

In April, my article on Homelessness ("In Plain Sight") was published in Business North.
http://www.businessnorth.com/daily_briefing/in-plain-sight/article_d389bc72-b697-11ec-ad02-6fb7b3d20355.html

In August, my story on the Northland Housing Crunch was published.

http://www.businessnorth.com/businessnorth_exclusives/housing-crunch-impacts-the-northland/article_320206ac-2230-11ed-879d-ffbe9067d749.html


Also in August, I did a story about Bob Boone's vision for the nearly forgotten Alhambra Theater which he has been renovating. This little gem was inside of a building adjacent to The West Theater that he purchased without knowing it had a theater inside. His intent was to expand the West. When you see what Boone did with the West (on a shoestring) it's my hope that someone with deep pockets can help bring this jewel back to life.  https://duluthreader.com/articles/2022/08/18/122419-bob-boone-shares-his-vision-for-the-alhambra

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For what it's worth, I am periodically active on Instagram. You can follow me here:
https://www.instagram.com/newman_ed/

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In the meantime, let your creativity thrive 
and make every day count. 


Friday, December 27, 2019

Top Blog Posts from 13 Years of Blogging Here at Ennyman's Territory

Live, from Duluth.
Just out of curiosity, I looked back to see what I could learn from reviewing thirteen years of analytics. It started as an inventory of the top blog posts of the decade.

Here's some of what I found.

First, I sure didn't have very many visitors for those first several years. In retrospect, I'm not even sure why I kept going. Nevertheless, every once in a while something would flash like lightning, strike a chord, run like the wind, take off like a rocket, blaze like a wildfire and go bananas. Or something like that.

Here are the top blog post from each year (in terms of pageviews) since we started.

2007
A Trip to the Morgue

2008
Curses, Foiled Again

2009
Dali: Madman or Geniu?

2010
Arabesque

2011
Five Minutes with Painter Marcia Baldwin

2012
Was Robert Hughes Right About Basquiat?

2013
What Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot May Have Been Fighting About in Dylan's Desolation Row

2014
A Visit with Karl Erik Andersen, Founder of ExpectingRain.com

2015
Scott Warmuth Sheds Light On Some of the Games Dylan Plays

2016
Dylan Mural Makes Monumental Impact In Minneapolis

2017
Photos and a Note from Glasgow as Dylan's Never Ending Tour Leaves Fans Warmed in the British Isles

2018
George Harrison & Friends: The 1971 Concert for Bangladesh

2019
Dylan at the Beacon--Philip Hale Shares Why Fans Keep Coming Back for More

Dylan closes out another show at the Beach. Photo courtesy Philip Hale

THANK YOU to everyone who has stopped by Ennyman's Territory over the past thirteen years. I know there are always other things to do, to watch, to read, so I generally try to make it worth your while to visit when you can. If you're reading this then it means you made it through 2019 and are not on any lists of people we'll miss. May your 2020 bring you unanticipated blessings. And yes, I'm talking to you.

Monday, December 23, 2019

Annual Round Up: Top Ten Blog Posts of 2019: It's Dylan Nearly All the Way

Photo courtesy Laura Leivick
Fifty years ago the Beatles made their last public appearance on the roof of Apple, Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin walked on the moon, Woodstock and Altamont rocked then shocked the world. These events were all during Bob Dylan's private period when he was quietly enjoying his family and making music with The Band. Other than a performance at the Isle of Wight, it was a quieter year outside the public eye.

I'm willing to bet that very few people would have expected him to be still on the road doing nearly 100 shows a year on his Never Ending Tour. What a long strange trip it's been.

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As has been my custom in recent years, I've taken an inventory, reviews the stats, and now present a summary of my Top Ten blog posts for the year, based on Pageviews. Three of these top ten posts were reviews of Dylan's latest tour across the waistline of our country from L.A. to his 10 shows at the Beacon in New York, with a final stop in DC.

All in all, it was another strong year for Dylan. The much anticipated Martin Scorsese documentary about The Rolling Thunder Revue finally arrived, as did Dylan & Me, Louis Kemp's collection of stories about his boyhood friend. Bootleg #15 was also a welcome addition to every collector's treasure trove of Dylan CDs, vinyls and memorabilia. But this fourth quarter leg of his Never Ending Tour, well, that was the cat's meow, the bee's knees, the icing on the cake, and any other over-worn expression you want to choose.

Without further adieu, here were the most read stories of 2019 here at Ennyman's Territory.

10 
21 Questions: Dylan Fest Trivia 2019

9 
Bob Dylan’s “With God On Our Side” Addressed A Fundamental Divide In American Culture, and Still Does

8 
Sunday Night's Blood Moon, Plus More Buddy Holly Memories and Insights

7 
Warm Welcome for Dylan in Minnesota: Bringing It Home at the Mankato Civic Center

6 
Laura Leivick's Take On Bob Dylan's December 5 Show at the Beacon

5 
Dylan's Blowing in the Wind Gets a New Twist in Super Bowl LIII

4 
Spotlight on Rolling Thunder: Louis Kemp's Dylan & Me, and Scorsese's Netflix Release on the Revue

3 
Trivial Pursuits: Bob Dylan's Favorite Monopoly Piece

2 
"Go Away Bomb:"---Dylan Writes A Song for Izzy Young

1 
Dylan at the Beacon--Philip Hale Shares Why Fans Keep Coming Back for More


Related Links
Planning for Duluth Dylan Fest 2020 has been underway since late summer. The schedule is taking shape. To stay in touch with breaking news on events visit www.bobdylanway.com/dylan-fest.php


Gift ideas for the holidays:
Dylan & Me: 50 Years of Adventures
Travelin' Through  
Christmas in the Heart

BONUS TRACK
A song by song breakdown from Lloydville of Dylan's Christmas in the Heart
[EdNote: Make time to read all the track by track analysis here. You'll gain a far deeper appreciation for this album than you initially conceived possible.]

Monday, March 26, 2018

The Gumshoe Harrison Writing Prize & Two Other Fiction Competitions

The 2018 Gumshoe Harrison Writing Prize 
is now open for submissions.

Gumshoe Harrison
Gumshoe Harrison was a famous Welsh detective created by suspense writer Blake Bradley, a.k.a. Liam O'Toole. When O'Toole died in 2004 half his estate was put in trust for the purpose of carrying on his name with a $5000 annual writing prize that includes a month-long residency on a small island off the coast of New England, accessible only by boat.

When the boat returns at the end of a month, the winner -- a widow from Marietta, Ohio -- has disappeared. Foul play? Or something else? An advertisement is placed inviting professional detectives to solve the riddle. Three throw their hats into the ring. Has there been a crime? If so, who dunnit? If no, where did she go? And why?

Smiley Wilcox is first to arrive on the island. He's already determined that the suspects are two in number, the person who has created the contest and the boat captain.

Detective Lawrence Donovan decides that he might be able to obtain clues by interviewing the previous winners of this contest. He does, in fact, learn something. None of the former winners can be found.

Minnie Minosa, herself an author of crime fiction, poses as a detective in order to study the workings of a real investigation. She finds it a curiosity that the actual police have not yet been called.

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YOUR TASK, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT,
IS TO WRITE A 500 WORD SYNOPSIS OF THE REST OF THE STORY


Submission Guidelines
Original work only.
500 word count, maximum
International submissions allowed, English only.
Multiple submissions are allowed, but each story must be accompanied by a $50 reading fee.
Just kidding. NO READING FEE. (This year.)
Submit by email to ennyman3 AT gmail DOT com. (If you can't figure out the emil address, then you should not be writing detective fiction.)
No simultaneous submissions.
All entries will also be considered for publication of Ennyman's Territory.
Deadline for 2018: May 15, 2018
Winners will be announced by the end of June, if not sooner.
EdNote: If you are able to work Bob Dylan into the story you will create warm feelings in the judges' hearts, though it will probably increase your chances of winning.
In the event of a tie, I will call for assistance from an authority from Down Under.
All judges' decisions final, even if the rules change.

PRIZES
Grand Prize: Publication at Ennyman's Territory.
1st Prize: Shout out on Ennyman's Territory.
2nd Prize: ditto
3rd Prize: ditto
4th-10th place winners will be placed in a lottery. Loser will be sent to an island for a month and disappear. All expenses to be paid by next of kin.

RELATED LINKS
OK, you stuck with me this long. Here are links to a pair of real contests. If you enter and win, I want to hear about it. Thanks!
The $2000 Desert Writing Prize
The Lascaux Prize in Flash Fiction

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Throwback Thursday: Learning to See

To understand the world we live in, we must first see it as it is. Not as "trained" or manipulated to see it. Where do our ideas come from? Our ideas about God, about right and wrong, about how we should live... are they chosen, or... what?
Journal note, Aug. 25, 1985

I began my Ennyman's Territory blog in June 2007, which means that we're now approaching the ten year mark, striving to share something meaningful, thought-provoking or entertaining every day. As I reflect on the experience I am surprised at how many interesting people I have gotten to know whom I never knew before. This, more than anything, has made the experience worthwhile.

The words in blue on this page were from my third blog post, June 18. My initial plan, which soon strayed, was to sift through my 30 years of private journals for seed thoughts and notes that I could use as a springboard, hence the 1985 journal entry at the top of this page. What follows is the rest of that first early blog entry.

A long lost friend sent me this verse the other day, with the follow up explanation.

I looked to see
What I thought I saw,
But what I saw
I did not see.

"How many times do you think you see something, then turn to look and what you thought you saw wasn't what you were really looking at; in the real sense of it. On a more philosophical angle, every day we see past what's real to what we want to see, but only when we make efforts to truly see things for what they are we realize it's not what we wanted to see. Our minds and hearts trick us every day into believing what isn't real." ~ S.P.

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How is it that we so often fail to see that which is right in front of us?

Meantime, life goes on all around you. Make the most of it.

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Almost Wordless Wednesday:9 Images from Past Nine Years


This week Ennyman's Territory will hit one million Pageviews.
Thank you to everyone who dropped by over the years. 
I hope I occasionally made it worth your while.

Monday, August 10, 2015

How I Came To Be an Interviewer of Local Artists

When in the early 80’s I felt a sense of calling to become a serious writer – that is, to take writing seriously -- I felt impelled to read as many books on writing as I could lay my hands on, frequently adding the best of them to my personal library. (Advice I have given to many young writers over the years.) One of these was The Craft of Interviewing by John Brady.

Being naturally extroverted I’ve always enjoyed the energy that comes with meeting new people. Of course there are plenty of things one can’t ask in polite company out of concern for being rude or intrusive. On the other hand, when you’re a writer you get a lot of leeway here. There’s something of a tacit trust established that the interview is for a larger purpose of some kind.

Many of my early articles were interviews for human interest stories that ended up in newspapers. A couple that got married in their late seventies. A photographer who had a fascinating experience on Loch Ness at dusk, and captured it on film. A female weight lifter seeking to set a new record in the clean and jerk.

These early interviews showed me that people enjoy talking about their experiences and interests. And I discovered I also enjoyed the encounters. I liked finding out what makes people tick, why they do the things they do and make the decisions they make. And other people enjoy reading about it.

My first interview with a major figure was with the late Congressman James Oberstar, who during our initial encounter at Chisholm City Hall invited me to the home he grew up in where I met his mother and daughters. They kept me engaged while he called his wife who was ill in Washington, D.C. A dozen years later I had the opportunity to do phone interviews with Jonathan Winters, Ralph Steadman and Kurt Vonnegut for a feature about the screen printer Joe Petro who turned their paintings and drawings into fine art reproductions. These were the first of my artist interviews.

When I began writing articles in 1983 I had no idea that it would four years later lead to a career in advertising. In the same way when I started Ennyman's Territory in 2007 I didn’t know where it would lead either. Social media was just beginning to pick up steam around this time and I was eager to learn as much as I could about everything it offered. I soon became a fan of Twitter because it enabled me to find interesting people to interview from other parts of the world. By “interesting people” I mean artists. I found that when I reached out to artists whose work interested me they would frequently allow me to correspond so as to produce engaging content for the blog. It's always been my basic assumption that if something were interesting to me it would probably be interesting to others.

And so I began corresponding with artists in Brazil, Germany, Portugal, Spain, China, Russia, Australia and Antarctica as well as other parts of the U.S., sharing their work and their ideas on how they do what they do and why.

One of my initial aims with Ennyman’s Territory was to create an online space that was uniquely me. As both an artist and writer I decided to illustrate whatever I wrote about, often producing the paintings or drawings the evening before writing the next morning. As this wasn’t always easy to accomplish I gradually began doing five, six or seven illustrations and paintings the weekend before to use during the week ahead, the goal always being to have a blog comprised of good writing while aesthetically pleasing and original.*

All this lead to my having so much original new artwork that Internet entrepreneur Jon Thralow suggested I have an art show. The show took place at The Venue @ Mohaupt Block where I displayed 130 pieces in an exhibition called First Hand Experiences. Afterwards I began participating in numerous other shows. I quickly became impressed by how vibrant the Twin Ports art scene is.

One evening I met with Bob Boone, publisher of our local rag The Reader, to talk about the role blogging might have for his weekly. By the end of the conversation Bob asked if I might become a contributing columnist for his paper instead. This idea of having a forum to showcase local artists got me jazzed. It gave me an excuse to see more art openings and purposefully meet interesting people. For three years I produced content that also found a more permanent home online again at my blog.

What’s astounding is just how many artists we have here in the Twin Ports. When I visit group shows I’m continually surprised that even after interviewing 150-200 artists there are literally hundreds I have not yet been aware of. Again, I'm talking about local artists here.

It's not my lone interest, as regular readers will attest. Book and film reviews, poetry and Dylan are recurring themes. And who knows what will be next.

Meantime, life goes on all around you. Don't be a spectator. Jump in. The water's fine.

*Eventually I found that other peoples' art would serve the same purpose and was usually more interesting.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

It Is Time To Get Tired (A Poem)

On this day in history....
~William McKinley was born in 1846. He would become the first U.S. president to ride in an automobile.
~Stanley Kubrick's Cold War farce Dr. Strangelove (How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb) was released.
~The Raven, by Edgar Allen Poe, was published.
~Five years ago today I wrote a blog entry about making lists.

Many years ago Susie and I bought a wonderful addition to our home, a book titled The Book of the Sandman and the Alphabet of Sleep. We got it because we loved the artwork of its illustrator, Rien Poortvliet. If you have young ones or grandchildren, this is a really special book.

Sleep is one of those things that is precious to us. And on occasion it eludes us. We all have our techniques to acquire the rest we covet. But when counting sheep and all else fails... then what? Here is a poem that sprang to mind one recent evening.


It’s Time To Get Tired 

Why is it that our bodies wake at the same precise moment
our alarms have instructed and trained us to.
Even when we travel two time zones West, the inner alarm
kicks us awake in our regular time-zoned moment, unfooled by geography.

Yet when night falls, too often we’re wired.
Our batteries refuse to discharge their strength.
Why does my body not understand? It’s time to get tired.

O Sleep, where art thou my lost friend?

I walk like a ghost through the rooms of my house
hoping to catch a glimpse of you
hiding behind a curtain, or a chair.
But you’re not there, or here, or there. Or there.

I leave the house in the deep of night, longing for your embrace.
Come back, Friend. Why did I ever take you for granted?

The hours glide by and I wait for you like a Lover.
I long to lose myself in you.

Our relationship is impossible. When I hear you approach,
when I sense you drawing near my heart races,
but when I make the slightest move in your direction you flee.
Why do you continually break my heart?

I track you like a bloodhound, with longing, driven by your scent.
Why must you continuously remain on the run?
Come home to me. I’m pleading now. Quit breaking my heart.

There are no more sheep to count. They’ve been scattered by wolves.
There are no more logs to saw. My imagination has been deforested.

e.n. 2015

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When all else fails, try a book.  :-)


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